Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Bottles

Empty bottles on the
roses on the ground
Silhouettes of people
To an unfamiliar
Hello
Can I call you a My friend, I'm going down
With empty on the table
Black roses on the

Ground bottle six the permanent bliss
Razor sharp lips, give me a kiss
Eyes fixated the familiar shape
label, white letters, they integrate
Cubans in the bar room harpoons
I in the night fog like mushrooms
See every bullet hole in the window of my
Now that's what I a shot glass (two, three, four)

Empty bottles on the
Black roses on the
Silhouettes of people
To an sound
stranger
Can I call you a My friend, I'm going down
With empty on the table
roses on the ground

Count the on the sidewalk
Pack the cigarette box in my left
on the tip of a smoke
I don't where the light came from
Legs a ghost, I still walk
Whole world mushed concrete, feels
Blinded by the pop flash
I'm a big fan, shot (Two, three, four)

Empty bottles on the
roses on the ground
Silhouettes of dancing
To an sound
Hello
Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm down
empty bottles on the table
Black on the ground

Oh, what a life been
What my life in there? What about the would and when's?
If's, maybe's, could-have-been's? You didn't know shit me, man
You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear then
Look at you, faggot, what you looking at, punk?
What, bitch? Give me another shot, hey, you want?
Make it a double, fuck it, a triple, it, give me the bottle
And then it's bottoms-up, what a role model

Hey Wolf, Wolf!
Come on man, it's to go

up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all
Take a Tylenol, it off
Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D me with a sawed-off

Wake up in the morning like I'm not awake at all
Take a Tylenol, it off
take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off

Empty bottles on the
roses on the ground
Silhouettes of dancing
To an unfamiliar
Hello
Can I you a friend? My friend, I'm going down
With empty on the table
roses on the ground

Empty bottles on the
Black roses on the
of people dancing
To an unfamiliar
stranger
Can I you a friend? My friend, I'm going down
With bottles on the table
Black on the ground